Chapter 148


    Emily wandered aimlessly through the streets, stomping his feet from time to time in anger, looking like


    a psychopath.


    The people around her saw that she was far away, as if they were afraid that she would suddenly


    attack and beat them up.


    "Emily?" A familiar voice sounded from behind.


    Emily stopped and turned around and saw n standing behind her.


    "n, why are you here?" Emily asked.


    n smiled and said, "I wanted to ask you more. When I came out of the store, I saw a strange girl


    stomping her feet. She looked like you. I didn''t expect it to be you."


    Emily blushed andughed at herself, "I must look like a lunatic! When you The Brents people see me,


    they will say I''m sick again."


    "I''m not the Brents," n said.


    Emily was taken aback. Remembering his background, he quickly said, "I''m sorry, I forgot."


    "It''s okay. I think you''re in a bad mood. Why, did you quarrel with Mr. Brent?" n asked.


    Emily touched his face and said, "Is it obvious?"


    n chuckled and said, "It''s not obvious. It''s much better than when I saw the angry girl. By the way,


    where are you going? I''ll give you a ride!"


    "There''s nowhere to go," said Emily, sighing.


    n blinked and paused for a moment, "I''m going to a beautiful ce to sketch. Are you interested in


    "Sketching?" Emily was surprised.


    n raised the drawing board in her hand and said, "I usually like to draw. If I can''t make a living in the


    Brents in the future, I might be a painter."


    "You can still draw! That''s amazing. Are you going to sketch outside? Is it inconvenient to take me with


    you?" Emily said with a face full of admiration.


    n said, "It won''t be inconvenient. I''m happy to have you with me. I have someone to talk to and


    inspire me."


    "Okay, I''ll go with you." Emily nodded immediately.


    n''s car was on the side of the road. She got in the car with her and drove away.


    Because the trip was rather rushed, and it was self-driving. So Emily didn''t even have the chance to go


    back to get his id card. He bought two clothes on the way and followed n.


    The car had been driving for a day and a night, and in the middle of it, Franklin called and asked


    unhappily, "Where are you?"


    "I''m with my friends, and you don''t have to care," said Emily coldly.


    Franklin said coldly, "If you''re with n,e back immediately. Emily, you can mistake me for being


    angry with me, but you can''t touch my bottom line."


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    "Who touched your bottom line?" Franklin, don''t think that you''re the only one who has a bottom line. I


    have one too. When you lied to me, why didn''t you think that you wouldn''t touch my bottom line? Can


    only you be treated with respect?"


    "Emily,e back right away. You have no idea what n is up to. He''s not as simple as you think,"


    Franklin roared.


    Emily was angry, and n was naturally unhappy to hear Franklin say that.


    Just as he was about to refute, he didn''t expect his phone to run out of battery. The call was cut off, and


    the phone was cked out. She was so angry that she could only throw it aside.


    n naturally heard it from the side and asked, "Do you want me to turn around and send you back?"


    "No, why should I go back?" Emily said coldly.


    n sighed and said slowly, "He has always had a problem with me. He feels that my presence is a


    potential threat to him. No wonder he''s so angry when you''re with me."


    "Don''t think so. You''re fine. He''s too petty." Emily felt sorry for n and couldn''t help butfort her.


    n chuckled, "Emily, are we friends?"


    "Of course," Emily said immediately.


    n said, "If there is any dispute between me and him in the future, will you help him or me?"


    "You... You think too much about what kind of dispute you can have. He''s... He can be quite


    inexplicable at times, but he''s still a fair person. He should be guilty of you, and he won''t deliberately


    make things difficult for you," Emily exined in a low voice.


    n smiled bitterly. Emily''s words seemed to be for his sake, but in fact, he defended Franklin


    everywhere.


    She''s still on his side after all!


    n thought to himself, but did not say it.


    After a day and a night of driving, the car finally reached the ce where n went.


    This is a vige in a big mountain, but it is still a minority. The undeveloped viges were indeed


    beautiful and the air was fresh. They couldn''t drive in and were forced to park in the town outside. They


    walked in, but the fresh air along the way was refreshing.


    n found a civilian to live in, and this house had an extra house, so he rented it to them.


    He also helped Emily find a suit of their clothes. n only looked good when she put it on. She sat on


    the stone steps under the setting sun and drew them at her.


    "That''s great," Emily said excitedly, holding n''s painting.


    She thought that n said he liked to draw, just a hobby. I didn''t expect to be shocked when I saw


    n''s paintings.


    This is not a hobby, it can be called a professional.


    Even a professional might not be able to draw to his level. It was obvious that he could achieve his


    current achievements after years of experience.


    "When did you learn to draw?" Asked Emily.


    n thought about it and said, "When I was about three years old, I liked to draw with a pen when I


    was two. My mother helped me find a teacher to teach me. He also said that I was very talented. I


    studied for seven years and was brought back to the Brents when I was ten. But when I was in college,


    my hobby was drawing. If it wasn''t... If it wasn''t for a special reason, I think I''d already made some


    progress in this area."


    "You can do it now too! You look so good at it. If you study hard, you will definitely achieve something,"


    Emily said.


    n smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Not now. I have other things to do."


    Emily sighed and felt sorry for him. It was a pity that he couldn''t draw anymore.


    In the evening, the owner of the house brought them dinner and two quilts. Because there was only


    one room and fortunately there were two beds, Emily didn''t think much about it.


    After dinner, she decided to lie in bed and rest after a simple familiarity. After all, she had been driving


    for so long, and she was really tired after driving on the mountain road.


    The facilities here were also underdeveloped, and there was only a faint light in the room, emitting an


    orange light. Emilyy on the bed and saw ne in. He wanted to talk to him, but he was stunned


    when he came in.


    n did not notice her abnormality and smiled, "Let''s go to the flower field here tomorrow! You stand in


    the flower field and I will draw a portrait of you. It must be very beautiful."